Breaking a goblin's curse is more difficult than Clover thought. Especially when love and nightshade are crucial ingredients.
For two years, Clover has been at a goblin's beck and call. Two years of no orgasms. Until she heard a rumor the sage witch could help her break the goblin's curse. There's only a few minor details, like how would she find love on short notice and how deadly are nightshade berries?
Reed's life was simple—own a bar, walk to work, fight a little. He didn't expect to tangle with a wanton elfess who disappeared on him not once but twice. Let alone save her from a depraved goblin. He'd sworn off women like her for good, so why did he feel the need to protect her?
Clover watched his chest widen as he inhaled. He owned the bar and did the tending? Impressive. One little thing to settle. "My savior..." she purred and reached for him, sliding her body up against his. "What do you want for your heroic deed, sir?" Her voice took on a note of sarcasm. "Perhaps I should repay you with a nice, long fuck. Is that what you want?" She brushed a hand along his chest and walked a circle around him. It's what all men wanted, and if she could oblige, she would. Despite her hurt pride, she found his masculinity, his strength penetrating every part of the bar, captivating.
"I want nothing from you. I only did what any gentleman would have done, Elfess."
Her heart skipped. He'd already nicknamed her. Anger flared. "I can handle myself. You had no reason to interfere." It didn't matter that she liked the nickname and how it rolled off his tongue in that smooth low voice. She didn't need a protector.
People began to stare.
"And what could you have done as his fist collided with your pretty face? I couldn't have that now, could I?" His eyebrow arched.
"It wouldn't have hit me. I would have moved out of the way. He was slow. I had everything under control. You men are all the same—only looking to fulfill your own pride, make sure you're seen in a good light. I'm no distressed elfling." Clover stepped back.
Anger permeated him. His nostrils flared out and his face turned the cutest shade of red. Clover resisted the urge to smile.
"Next time, I will oblige your pride." He advanced on her, taking away the distance between them. His jaw clenched when he reached her. Clover moved backward, wary of his intentions. His green eyes glared. "Are you worried now, Elfess?"
Want to improve your writing?
Then go forth and read.
Spend hours doing research, by reading for pleasure.
It restores your creativity while teaching you how to write…Obviously the author you're reading is pretty good to keep your interest.
My top five restored learning books are:
1. Dark Prince by Christine Feehan.
Feehan can write some amazing tension between her characters and she uses a call and response form to her style of writing- she writes narrative, then about relationship, then narrative, then back to relationship. It's like the blues only done in writing form.
2. Lothaire by Kresley Cole.
Cole is by far one of my newest favorite authors. I love how outrageous and shocking her characters are. It compels me to read more at the same time making my mouth drop in shock that it had happened- to the character- I want to learn how to do this, how to draw this kind of reaction from a reader. So I will research more- reading her books over and over again.
3. Dead Witch Walking by Kim Harrison.
Harrison really has a strong leading female. She created a great cast to round out her lead female, Rachel, and I'm in awe how much I love her secondary chaarcters. I want to know how secondary characters come so naturally in her books and how to apply something similar in mine, to make a secondary character so endearing…
4. Fever by Karen Moning.
Moning created a brilliant world with the fae and of course the legendary Jericho barrens who is the ultimate bad boy. This bad boy character has swept through her readers, stealing hearts. While I read her for pleasure, again she is another author with the balls to actually make her character blunt and so forthright that my mouth drops at what he says. The dialogue in Moning's books are delicious and I could learn a thing or two by reading her series.
5. Moon Called By Patricia Briggs.
How do I explain Mercy from Brigg's stories. She is the ultimate tom boy who can shift into a coyote and catches the undivided attention of her neighbor who happens to be the lead alpha in his were pack. One of my favorite thing a about this author is her ability to add a tiny detail like a walking stick and have it mean so much later not only in the book but throughout the series. I want to do that- foreshadow without coming out with it. Having something right before a readers eyes only for them to easily disregard it, because really- a walking stick? I love it.
About the author:
If I had to describe myself, it would be in a word that has infinite meanings with a complexity which falls off the tongue.
A word made up of many elements, is deceptive in appearance, and creates an illusion from the imagination.
My word would be Phantasmagoric.
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